Finding the courage to be seen again
“You are not for everyone. And that’s okay. The ones who are for you will know how to hold you.” — Alex Elle
Welcome to The Pivot. Part journal, part newsletter — I’m sharing what I'm living, learning and questioning to keep moving forward.
I hope this weekly morning note is a reminder that we don't have to jump off a cliff — we just need to start the tiniest pivot. And still, those small movements can be the hardest ones to make.
So I figured we can shift together. And, just in case I didn’t mention it before, I'm really glad you're here.
Good morning.
So…I really thought I was an introvert,
but that seems to be changing.
What I’m starting to realize is that I do gain energy from interacting with people
not everyone
just the select few who are able to go deep with me.
And in my life, that's only been a few people.
Like, I can count them on one hand — these people I feel safe with.
They can go beyond talking about what's happening in the world superficially and dive into how it's making them feel,
how they're changing,
how they're overwhelmed,
how they're frustrated
they’re the ones who aren’t strange because they’re vulnerable
but brave enough to be.
It's a courage I never realized I had.
The courage to have conversations that reveal what I feel,
what I think,
who I'm becoming.
And I realized to the general populace,
that this is often considered out of place,
So to avoid the awkward silence and confused stares,
I have isolated myself and refused to engage
And I completely understand
It's terrifying to meet someone like me who, within minutes, wants to know your entire history.
I am fascinated with stories.
Imagine me within minutes trying to discover what, who, how did you become who you are?
Asking all of the questions.
And then never tiring from hearing the answers.
But here I am at midlife,
recognizing that I had it wrong.
Discovering that I do get energy from being by myself,
but I get so much from being around those who are aligned.
And recognizing that these special people are rare — they may only be one in ten thousand people I meet.
But when I do, we grab on to each other for dear life
and never let go.